Song of Solomon 5
1 I am come into my garden, my sister, my spouse: I gathered my myrrhe with my spice: I ate mine hony combe with mine hony, I dranke my wine with my milke: eate, O friends, drinke, and make you merie, O welbeloued.
Prišel sem v svoj vrt, moja sestra, moja nevesta. Nabral sem svojo miro s svojo dišavo, pojedel sem svoje satovje s svojim medom, popil sem svoje vino s svojim mlekom. Jejta, oh prijatelja, pijta, da, obilno pijta, oh ljubljena.
2 I sleepe, but mine heart waketh, it is the voyce of my welbeloued that knocketh, saying, Open vnto mee, my sister, my loue, my doue, my vndefiled: for mine head is full of dewe, and my lockes with the droppes of the night.
Spim, toda moje srce bedi. To je glas mojega ljubljenega, ki trka, rekoč: »Odpri mi, moja sestra, moja ljubezen, moja golobica, moja neomadeževana, kajti moja glava je napolnjena z roso in moji prameni z nočnimi kapljami.«
3 I haue put off my coate, howe shall I put it on? I haue washed my feete, howe shall I defile them?
Slekla sem svoj plašč, kako naj ga oblečem? Umila sem svoja stopala, kako naj jih omadežujem?
4 My welbeloued put in his hand by the hole of the doore, and mine heart was affectioned toward him.
Moj ljubljeni je svojo roko položil pri lini od vrat in moja notranjost je bila spodbujena zanj.
5 I rose vp to open to my welbeloued, and mine hands did drop downe myrrhe, and my fingers pure myrrhe vpon the handels of the barre.
Vstala sem, da odprem svojemu ljubljenemu in moje roke so kapljale z miro in moji prsti s sladko dišečo miro na ročaje zapaha.
6 I opened to my welbeloued: but my welbeloued was gone, and past: mine heart was gone when hee did speake: I sought him, but I coulde not finde him: I called him, but hee answered mee not.
Odprla sem svojemu ljubljenemu, toda moj ljubljeni se je umaknil in izginil. Moji duši ni zadostovalo, ko je govoril. Iskala sem ga, toda nisem ga mogla najti; klicala sem ga, toda ni mi dal odgovora.
7 The watchmen that went about the citie, founde me: they smote me and wounded me: the watchmen of the walles tooke away my vaile from me.
Stražarji, ki so šli okoli mesta, so me našli, udarili so me, ranili so me. Čuvaji obzidja so mi odvzeli moje zagrinjalo.
8 I charge you, O daughters of Ierusalem, if you finde my welbeloued, that you tell him that I am sicke of loue.
Naročam vam, oh hčere jeruzalemske, če najdete mojega ljubljenega, da mu poveste, da sem bolna od ljubezni.
9 O the fairest among women, what is thy welbeloued more then other welbeloued? what is thy welbeloued more then another louer, that thou doest so charge vs?
Kaj je tvoj ljubljeni več kakor drug ljubljeni, oh najlepša med ženami? Kaj je tvoj ljubljeni več kakor drug ljubljeni, da nas ti tako bremeniš?
10 My welbeloued is white and ruddie, the chiefest of ten thousand.
Moj ljubljeni je bel in rdečkast, vodilen med deset tisoči.
11 His head is as fine golde, his lockes curled, and blacke as a rauen.
Njegova glava je kakor najbolj čisto zlato, njegovi prameni so košati in črni kakor krokar.
12 His eyes are like doues vpon the riuers of waters, which are washt with milke, and remaine by the full vessels.
Njegove oči so kakor oči golobice pri rekah vodá, umite z mlekom in primerno postavljene.
13 His cheekes are as a bedde of spices, and as sweete flowres, and his lippes like lilies dropping downe pure myrrhe.
Njegova lica so kakor postelja iz dišav, kakor dišeče cvetlice. Njegove ustnice [so] podobne lilijam, ki kapljajo sladko dišečo miro.
14 His hands as rings of gold set with the chrysolite, his belly like white yuorie couered with saphirs.
Njegove roke so kakor niz zlatih prstanov napolnjene z berilom. Njegov trebuh je kakor svetla slonovina, prevlečena s safirji.
15 His legges are as pillars of marble, set vpon sockets of fine golde: his countenance as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.
Njegove noge so kakor marmorni stebri, postavljeni na podstavke iz čistega zlata. Njegovo obličje je kakor Libanon, odlično kakor cedre.
16 His mouth is as sweete thinges, and hee is wholy delectable: this is my welbeloued, and this is my louer, O daughters of Ierusalem.
Njegova usta so najbolj sladka. Da, on je povsem očarljiv. To je moj ljubljeni in to je moj prijatelj. Oh hčere jeruzalemske.
